Crush the Camera

Hiding all the steps I take

And a voice is under me

Digging dirt for Santa Claus

Axl Rose in the camera

Hiding with the midnight mice

Licking up the the moonlight vice

It's so hard to fantasize

Beating boredom with walnut eyes

Broken thumbs walking down the hall

Looking dumb never was too tough

And you're still washed out

Murder on a sunset drive

Sing along to mack the wife

I laughed so hard I split my side

With pretty potions of hematite

Little men vacationing in style

A compuer runs shout

And you're still washed out

Digging dirt for Santa Claus

Axl Rose in the camera

Yeah camera

Yeah camera